Gwen rested her knees on the bed, sitting back upon her heels. Her legs were parted only a little bit, but even if they were spread wide, she still had her panties on to keep herself modest. Well, barely modest. Tess was already naked though, and Gwen was enjoying the way her blonde partner lounged back to watch. Her cock bounced and pulsed at a constant rhythm, which was mesmerizing to watch.

“Do you know how to do it?” Tess asked.

Gwen nodded, replying a bit defensively, “Of course!” She bit her lip, “I mean-... I’ve done it a couple times, just not a lot.” Gwen couldn’t remember the last time she’d tried. It’d been years ago, at least. Still, she was never more motivated to try than at this moment, with Tess watching her.

“Should I start?” Gwen asked hesitantly. She wasn’t used to feeling pressure like this. If she were with anyone else, she’d refuse to expose herself to such embarrassment, but with Tess? With Tess, she’d try anything to make her happy.

Tess nodded her head and whispered breathlessly, “Yeah.” She was smiling. She looked happy, a little pink in the cheeks, lip pinched between her teeth. She looked so beautiful.

Bringing a hand between her legs, Gwen pressed a couple of fingers up against her mound, feeling her lips through the thin fabric of her underwear. She rubbed her fingers up and down the curvature of her lips, applying a little pressure. She could feel the subtle swell of pleasure in her body, feel the heat rising into her cheeks.

“Spread your legs a little?” Tess asked.

Gwen parted her knees, realizing that it must’ve been hard for Tess to see, “Yeah. Sorry.”

“Don’t be,” Tess purred, cock throbbing as the sight of Gwen rubbing her cunt became visible to her, “You’re so hot.”

Certain that she was blushing now, Gwen brought in a third finger, pressing it against her slit while the others massaged her labia, still through the layer of her panties, but it felt lovely regardless. Gwen couldn’t help but pinch off a soft whimper. Where did that voice come from? It was unfamiliar to her, it hardly even sounded like her. High-pitched and girlish, soft and sweet. None of those fit her in day-to-day life, but right now, it seemed appropriate.

The sound caught Tess’ attention too. A big smile grew on her lips, which Gwen had to look away from. It was too embarrassing otherwise. She could feel her gaze. It was all humiliating, embarrassing and so exciting.

She kept rubbing herself, pushing a little deeper, her panties bunching up around her labia and beginning to feel tight in the best ways. She could feel her wetness and heat through the fabric. She was certain that if the light were brighter, Tess would be able to see just how wet she was.

Tess brought a hand to her cock, beginning to slowly pump her length with one hand. Her fingers didn’t quite reach all the way around the girth of that fat dick of hers, but that didn’t stop her from stroking herself in long, sweeping passes of her hand.

With Tess’ eyes on her, seeing her touch herself while she was putting on this show for the blonde; It drove Gwen wild. She couldn’t help but roll her hips forward against her hand, lip quivering, body tense. Her touch must’ve been amateur at best, but it wasn’t her efforts that were most pleasing. It was the situation. The imagination. The thought of what Tess must’ve been thinking of. Did Tess want to fuck her? Gwendolyn hoped so. Did Tess want to bend her over? Flip her over onto her back? Have Gwen ride her? The possibilities drove Gwen wild.

“You’re beautiful-... Gods, I’m so hard, I want you so badly,” Tess whispered. She wasn’t wrong. Her cock was massive, harder than Gwen had usually seen it. It was throbbing, and a big droplet of precum built at the tip.

Gwen reached out, taking that droplet and letting it catch on two fingers. She pulled on the waist of her panties and brought those fingers beneath them, pushing them against the tight opening of her cunt, burying Tess’ precum deep inside of her. Tess moaned, squeezing her eyes shut for a moment, biting her lip, quivering. Gwen began to feel sexy; not just because Tess said so, but because Gwen truly felt it. Tess couldn’t keep her eyes closed for long, opening them again and focusing on Gwendolyn entirely. Her face, her body, her pussy and the fingers pumping in and out of it. Even though Tess couldn’t see under her panties, the action was obvious.

“Take off your underwear,” Tess purred.

The fact that she wasn’t asking, she was telling, gave Gwen such a thrill. As ordered, she unclasped her bra and tossed it to the side. It was more than a little embarrassing to have her breasts exposed. Of the group, they were the smallest, even though they weren’t small by any means. They were average at worst. Her pink nipples were already standing on end, just begging to be sucked or played with. The cold air brought goosebumps to the already firm, perky mounds that sat high upon her chest.

She brought her fingers out of her sex, suckling them for a moment. Tess sucked in a breath in response, and Gwen had to hide her proud smile. She brought her hand back down to her panties and wiggled her way out of them. She had such a big butt that it was always difficult to squeeze into and out of her clothes, but she’d gotten used to it by this point. Plus, Tess seemed to enjoy it, so Gwen was happy for her assets.

She tossed her panties to the side, returning to her place in the middle of the bed, but this time her legs were pressed together tightly.

“You okay?” Tess whispered, her hand pausing on her length. Her expression was gentle, concerned, but she wasn’t pressuring even a little bit.

Gwen nodded, smiling softly, “Yeah. You?”

“More than,” Tess smiled back, “Let’s keep going.” Tess started to slowly stroke herself again, “Spread your legs.”

Gwen nodded, biting her lip at Tess’ phrasing once again. She played her knees out exposing her pussy to the open air. Her pussy showed little more than a puffy mound, her folds all hidden by slightly pinkened, fleshy lips. She was trimmed and shaved short, a recent doing that she’d done for this expected occasion.

Tess’ eyes were glued to the sight, which caused Gwen’s cheeks to burn. She couldn’t hold Tess’ gaze, she had to look off to the side. Feeling a little adventurous, she reached between her legs with both hands and parted her lips for Tess to see, exposing her pink, soaking wet folds. She could hear Tess’ breath hitch, and her hand began to pick up pace, cock throbbing at the sight.

“I want to fuck you so badly,” Tess huffed, but the fact that she wasn’t moving for it, wasn’t demanding it, meant that the two of them were going to work up to it a bit. This was their foreplay, and gods was it working.

Gwen looked back to Tess, bringing a hand to her sex and beginning to plunge two fingers deep inside of herself. She squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered, “Me too.” She began to pant, hunching her back a little while she ground her palm against her clit.

Gods, she used to be a knight. A warrior of respect. Instead, here she was debasing herself for no reason other than to give her roommate something to jack off to. Having sex would’ve at least been something a knight would do, but this? Exhibitinism, embarrassment, humiliation? Even if she adored the feeling—was so excited by it—it wasn’t something a knight would be found doing. The thought ended when Gwen began to feel her orgasm coming along.

“I’m going to cum,” Gwen whispered, fingering herself rapidly, her pace quickening as she used her free hand to supplement her pleasure. Her arms tucked in front of her like that pressed her breasts together, pushing them outward for Tess’ already lurid view. “P-please,” she added, “Tell me what you’re thinking?”

“Of course,” Tess’ own movements picked up pace too, her free hand alternating between massaging her balls and teasing her breast. Her breath was hitched, her breathing rapid, but she managed to answer, “I’m thinking I can’t wait to push inside of you… hhn~.. I-... I can’t wait for you to feel how big I am.” Tess’ bottom lip quivered as she continued, “I can’t wait to reach places that no one else ever will. To claim depths of you that no one ever has; to fill you up with my seed.”

Gwen whimpered, clenching her teeth and dipping her head between her shoulders as she continued to hump her fingers and pleasure herself for Tess’ enjoyment.

“Haa~..” Tess gasped, squeezing her eyes shut and groaning, “I’m c-cumming!” Her cock throbbed in her hand, shooting a thick string of pearly white cum into the air. More followed as Tess was moaning in utter bliss, lifting her lips and curling her toes. Her abdomen was clenching with each pulse of her cock and each shot of cum into the air. More and more landed on Tess’ body as her hips jerked and her cock swelled.

Watching it threw Gwen over the edge. She let out a girlish squeak, her body stiffening as she raised her shoulders and tensed up. Her hips shuddered, her hands slowing but continuing to work herself through her orgasm. It only lasted for a few seconds, but the afterglow was blissful.

Her legs felt numb, so it was a good thing that she was already on the bed.

Tess was still panting when she softly spoke, “That was so beautiful, Gwen.”

For a moment, Gwen actually did feel beautiful. She didn’t feel the calluses on her hands or the bruises from her fights. She didn’t feel like she had to command the room or maintain a powerful posture. She felt delicate. She felt soft.

She was content with that. More than content, even. She loved it, just like she used to love dresses and having long, pretty hair.

“Am I interrupting?”

Gwen turned to see Miri floating beside them and she gave a panicked shout, covering herself up from the demon.

“Aww,” Miri pouted, crossing her arms under her heavy chest, “You’re okay with Tessy watching but not me? I’m offended.”

“Where have you been?!” Tess asked, also pulling the covers up to conceal herself, even though she had quite the sexual history with the horned one, “It’s been a month!”

“Little more than,” Miri replied with a fanged smile, “Can we talk?”